Wednesday, September 30, 2009

A Lovely Dream

There are nights when my dreams become crowded. A fairly extravagant dreamer in quiet times, when I am under too much stress, or a bit overworked, my dreams can resemble a painting by Breugel, one in which all his tiny characters not only have dramatic back stories but a multitude of voices with which to share them. Clamouring to be heard, they chatter away in a myriad of accents, each story as imperative as the next, a rowdy, chaotic cacophony. They scurry and scatter, up trees and down avenues, working, cleaning, cooking, running, walking - never sleeping.I wake up exhausted.On the other hand, when my days are placid and my mind is calm, my dreams are a serene reflection. They are airier, breezier, more like a Monet. I lazily float on a glassy pond with my fingers brushing past water lilies. I drift like a rose petal along a sweetly scented garden pathway. I wander Westminster in a soft London rain.I wake up refreshed.I used to have a recurring dream. It was during a period of time when I was extremely busy, working with several clients at once, all in addition to a variety of other extracurricular activities, time-eaters all. In this dream I was dozing in a bower bed draped with white flowers. Warm zephyrs gently blew the curtains and sounds of the sea could be heard through the open windows. In another part of the house I heard a knock on the door. The door was then answered by director, Steven Spielberg. Outside there was a line of people stretching down the drive and off into the distance; clients, friends, family, neighbors....as far as the eye could see, all wishing to speak with me. Mr. Spielberg (who for some reason was wearing a heather grey fisherman’s sweater) simply said to them all, “I am very sorry, but Mrs. Terry is seeing no one at present.”. Then he closed the door.Ah, now that was a lovely dream.

41 comments:

It is good to read of someone else who dreams all the time - I have the most vivid dreams - sometimes they are so real that it takes me almost all day to shake them off and return to reality. Interesting post as usual Pamela. I suppose Edward has lovely dreams involving rabbits and juicy bones!

Hi there and thanks for commenting and following me. I know that everyone says this but Edward is oh so gorgeous....I just love seeing his picture on my followers.Anyway...dreams. I just love dreams...the nice ones, obviously.They can be so 'off the wall' sometimes, can't they and why is it that you remember them sometimes and not others ? XXXX

How wonderfully you describe your dreams. When I was young I had vivid memorable dreams that stayed with me for days - I can still remember parts of them even now, but over the last few years I find I dream less and can't always remember them although I know I have been dreaming:)

You are so amazing. Even while you sleep. Dreams are very revealing about an individual, I am so happy you shared yours.In my dreams I am usually flying, trying to get everyone's attention below me. No one sees me. And then there is always a lesson to be learned about what is going on below. I am the observer in dreamland as I am in life. Wonderful post, and wonderful you.

I sympathise with dream-induced exhaustion! Recently I am having night-time visions of a gentle armageddon-type movie! Usually I dream of going back to college only to forget/miss/ignore my exams and fail again...

When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are, when you wish upon a star, your dreams, come true...la da la de la de dah....here comes the fisherman over sea and over gale...I can see him now protecting his lady. Perhaps a night in shining armour just waiting in the boat for you. Turn back time to the 1800's and we can go there, in our dreams.

I used to interpret dreams for friends a while back then stopped. I admire the lofty Spielberg one though, how strange, he was in one of my dreams years ago! I've just realised something, he does resemble your hubby's picture, just a bit. Peace, love, x.

i love dreams like that, when there's an expected person there and you see them so clearly...heather green sweater and all.

i had a vivid dream the other night about a place i was going to visit the next day. when i got there, i expected it to be exactly as it was in the dream (which it wasn't), but the dream had been so real, i felt my visit had already happened.

Ahhh, I see you are another dreamer like me! I'm so excited to be the girl (nearly in the Scottish Highlands) who will be sending you 15 things ... I will think long and hard and try to make them as dreamy as possible ;-)

Hi Pamela,I'm glad you like your bracelet.Thanks for letting me know it arrived safely.;)I enjoyed reading your dreams. I think if you dream a lot it is a sign of a very creative mind working overtime!:)I like weird and wonderful dreams, as they can sometimes be very inspiring.Beautiful painting you have posted as well!

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